Sunday, October 16, 2016

Look up and tell meHow many stars do you seeshimmering in the autumn sky?Ask me if they bear a name,Pointing out the brightest, I'd say,'Pole Star there in the north'.You point out at another,Less brighter, less shining."And that?", "that bears your name".A little pause in the conversationAnd a smile to behold forever.There are stars today too,The brightest and the one less brightAnd winds sweep the same autumn sky.There're clouds forsaking the stars,Too afraid to hide them behind.You could count all those millionsBut you ain't here by my side.They all smile, they laugh, they shine,They ask about you, O woman,The first one to ask their names.

About me

Hello everyone, this is Chandrajit Mitra, a music freak, poetry-lover, poet, journalist, movie-buff and biriyanioholic. Poetry has been my 'thing' since a long time and my inspirations include Neruda, Rumi and Tagore. I play guitar, bass and keys. Baking cakes has been one of my favourite winter hobbies. That's all about the whiskey guy. Bottom's up!